Facing the female fortune teller's questioning, Sheyan smiled and said:
"Of course there is no problem."
The gypsy fortune teller seemed to be an insider, so he got closer and checked carefully, and finally nodded:
"It's true, this tail was cut off from a living chupacabra, and for some reason it is quite fresh, as if it was cut off just now. If there is such a thing, it can indeed be extracted by an alchemist Even imitating scented ointments."
Jie Jie began to walk back and forth in the big tent non-stop, obviously she was having an extremely intense ideological struggle in her heart, she suddenly said:
"No matter what, we can't offend the powerful existence that casts the seal, otherwise there will be endless troubles, so it is impossible to unseal it for you directly, but we can weaken the power of the seal to the weakest level for you. Then you can find A priest or the church's holy water poured on it, then the seal can be broken. I can only do this step."
Sheyan said lightly:
"But how can I see that you have weakened the power of the seal to the weakest level?"
Jiejie snorted angrily:
"Gypsies never lie!"
Sheyan thought for a while and said:
"Okay! But I want to watch your ceremony throughout."
Several fortune tellers glanced at each other and said:
"There's nothing wrong with this, but you have to remember that you can't move around or make any noise. And only you can see it."
Jiao Shi shrugged his shoulders regretfully, turned around and walked out, Sheyan laughed and said:
"make a deal."
…
After some hasty preparations, the lights were turned off in the big tent, and the rest of the people were cleared away, leaving only twelve gypsy fortune tellers forming a circle, with their fingers crossed in front of their chests, and their lips kept chattering. Whispering, the two statues behind the throne were wrapped in it.
All of a sudden, the two statues gave people the feeling of "coming alive". From the pupils made of four precious gemstones, four beams of light like the setting sun burning suddenly shot out, and began to burn out on the ground. There are clear stripes, and if you look at it a few more times, it seems that your eyes feel an indescribable pain.
After waiting for a while, the magic circle on the ground gradually took shape, and it looked like it was drawing an evil six-pointed star formation!
Then a red veiled fortune-teller let out an indescribably strange cry, hoarse and sharp, and some armored warriors walked in expressionlessly, escorting some men covered in black hoods.
Fang Senyan's expression became serious at this time, he realized that he seemed to have underestimated the difficulty of these gypsy fortune tellers weakening the seal, judging by the appearance at this time, it is obvious that they are going to perform human sacrifices
While Fang Senyan was thinking, those armored warriors had already stabbed these men in the back, and then pushed them into the magic circle.
The strength of these warriors is not considered great, but Fang Sheyan saw their strikes, they were pierced into the heart from the back, clean and neat, and killed directly, and the blood flowing from the wound would never dry up, obviously very good at killing skills.
After pushing thirteen corpses into the circle in a row, the circle was already dripping with blood, which looked horrifying, and the foam of flesh and blood overflowed, and the blood seemed to be alive in the circle. The criss-crossing is extremely terrifying, as if the entire hexagram is a cross-section of a giant cut in the middle, and it is still making a dying cycle.
Gradually, black mist filled the magic circle, and there was a huge roar from the ground, as if something huge was struggling and twisting inside, and for some reason, there was the sound of wind whistling in the entire big tent. There is also a strong feeling, and gradually the wind blows on the person's face, and it feels like a scorching pain like a knife.
In the gap between the black mist, a clear crack could be vaguely seen on the ground in the center of the magic circle, as if something was violently arching from bottom to top, and soon a giant egg appeared in the magic circle, It is composed of the dissolved flesh and blood of the thirteen corpses that were pushed in. The egg surface is bloody and bloody, and dozens of faces with painful and crying expressions circled and moved on it, and the sound was shrill and sharp.
At this time, "Jiejie" threw the "Morgan Falk's Diary" obtained from Sheyan into the magic circle. The top of the giant egg suddenly cracked a torn apart blood-colored opening, spraying out a black-red blood mist, which suspended the Morgan Falk's diary in the air.
At this time, Sheyan could clearly see layers of square light appearing around Morgan Falk's diary. The lines of light were extremely straight and interlaced, layer upon layer, as if they wanted to imprison time and space. It seems that it is unreasonably reminiscent of the sky covered with clouds and lightning passing quietly.
Suddenly, Jie Jie began to recite a long and lengthy sentence. Sheyan couldn't understand what she was saying at all, but Jie Jie recited very smoothly. After hearing her words, she immediately I feel that its voice has an illusion that it seems to distort time and space and confuse sight. At this time, Fang Sheyan thought of the black rapper's rap tone for no reason, thinking that if this Jie Jie could go to the real world, he might use it to make a name for himself.
As the tone of the voice began to rise and fall, the egg gradually became huge and fiery red, and the expressions of dozens of faces on it were also distorted, and the flesh and blood gradually melted, dripping on the ground and making a "sizzling" noise. There was a stimulating sound, and the smoke that came out was blue, but it gathered but did not disperse.
Under the continuous fumigation of the smoke, the layers of square light around Morgan Falk's diary began to dim slowly, as if the glass was shattered, piece by piece were peeled off and disappeared into the There seemed to be a silent mystery in the air.
However, the size of the giant egg also began to shrink rapidly, but Jiejie was already prepared, and continued to ask people to push people in black hoods to kill them. Therefore, there will be no problem of insufficient energy and nutritional supplementation.
At this moment, Fang Sheyan also understood why the gypsy men outside lived lifeless lives. It is true that if they live in such a precarious life, no matter how hopeful and talented men are, they can only live under the threat of numbness and hopelessness. Aging and living.
Seeing that the seal was quickly peeled off, it soon reached the last layer. Jiejie also let out a breath, and Fang Senyan said in a low voice:
"After this layer of seal is peeled off, the last remaining layer of seal is the soul of Morgan Falk himself hovering on it. Its resentment will have a powerful effect on the previously destroyed seals. Supporting, but itself is quite weak."
Sheyan said "Oh" and said:
"I understand what you mean. A warrior is strong because of a strong heart, but this heart can be easily pierced by a knife."
Node nodded and said:
"You can find a church at will, find a priest, or just sprinkle holy water on it, and you will be able to save the original owner's soul—however, I must tell you that this process is still very dangerous."
Sheyan bowed slightly and said:
"Your reminder has helped me a lot..."
But just when the second-to-last seal was about to be completely broken, a faint haze suddenly appeared in the hexagram circle, and then everyone felt an indescribable biting chill. It was found that the surface of the magic circle was covered with a thin layer of ice, and the ice layer condensed rapidly, and even made a "creak" and "creak" freezing sound, and the surface also emitted traces of cold air, glittering and shining, and then Rapidly spread to the giant egg in the middle.
At this moment, the fortune-teller who was punched by the reef earlier screamed terribly, and leaned against the two statues behind "Jiejie" at the same time as the other fortune-teller. After the one on the right made contact with the statue, he could see the four red rays of light shooting out of the statue's eyes, and the ice layer in the hexagram circle began to melt little by little.
However, Fang Sheyan also noticed that even the exposed smooth skin of these two fortune tellers quickly began to transform into their faces, rapidly sagging, aging, full of age spots, and it seemed that they were using their vitality Come to support the casting of these two mysterious statues!
Seeing that the blue smoke in the giant egg of flesh and blood finally kept curling up until the seal on Morgan Falk's diary was melted away, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, but at this moment, there was a sudden wave of smoke in the air. There was an incomparably shrill hiss!
Fang Senyan's pupils shrank suddenly, he had heard that long hiss before, it was the long hiss of that monstrous giant horse Moore!
It stands to reason that at this time, the port of Tutuga is already withered and dilapidated, reduced to a small fishing village. Since the battle between Little Lord Fokke and the Black Pearl, this originally bustling port has suffered losses for both sides. Strictly speaking, it is a question of whether Little Lord Fokke and the demon horse Moore can survive after the battle. Therefore, Sheyan didn't take this person very seriously before. To be honest, Sheyan was even more wary of Armand than Little Fokke!
It can't be said that Sheyan was careless, in fact, he just looked at both sides of the lord from a distance on the streets of Tutuga Port, and he didn't know the awesomeness of Little Fokke at all. Sheyan didn't realize it until this time One thing, that is, I am afraid that I have far underestimated the ability of this "Lord of Prodigals", in fact, how many people can actually be able to kill the Black Pearl immediately